The best damn 11.5 minutes of your life.

Have I ever mentioned I love The Blues? No? Well, I do. And not just a little bit. Blues songs hook me in, hold me still, and make my brain get so lost it’s not funny. Can’t listen to it while driving the car unless I’m trying to crash.

And paper airplanes remind me of PiC’s inability to leave me alone during staff meetings. I got glared at once quite fiercely by our supervisor because PiC kept making mini planes out of paper and mini Reese’s pb cup wrappers then shooting them at me from across the table. :grins:

(Thanks to Say No to Crack for that video.)

PS – I showed this video to PiC and he promises to make the plane then throw it down the hall at me during the next staff meeting. Ahhhhh, he gets me.

5 thoughts on “The best damn 11.5 minutes of your life.

  1. Ah got the blues
    Got the paper airplane blues
    sitting here for hours
    folding pieces of paper
    folding folding folding folding folding folding folding folding folding folding folding folding folding folding folding folding folding folding folding folding folding folding folding folding folding folding folding aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh got the blues !

  2. Now, I loves the blues and I have to admit – that video sort of gave me the blues, too.
    I suck at making paper airplanes.